I'm constantly surprised by how many guys want to focus on pleasing the woman when they call in for phone sex. I'm a huge advocate and fan of mutual pleasure, and it's in my nature to want to please, so I get the more the other person is into something you're doing, the hotter it is, but man! These guys will call and just talk for 30 minutes at a time about all the awesome things they are going to do to various parts of me. If I even bring up reciprocating they are likely to shush me and go back to the intense detail of nibbling on the inside of my knee.
And these guys aren't super submissive slave types either. They aren't asking me to humiliate them or to own them in any way. They just genuinely want to spend their time talking about all the ways they would make a woman orgasm. It can start to feel a little heavy - I've always been someone who would be in their shoes in bed and really working hard to drive up the pleasure of my partner, and knowing im blowing their mind is what makes me get the most built up and excited for all the things to follow. So having to be on the other end and have someone (even if it's just over the phone) work so hard to give me pleasure is actually a bit of work for me.
It's crazy to imagine the amount of money these guys are paying to please women.
Monday, November 28, 2011
Thursday, November 17, 2011
my filthiest dirtiest nastiest thing I've ever done...
Boy, do I hate being asked what the dirtiest filthiest naughtiest thing I've ever done is. Not so much in normal conversation with genuinely curious folks, but more when it's asked in a coy excited voice by a caller. There is so much psychology in phone sex, and each caller wants their dream woman to answer the phone, and just happen to be perfectly into (but not too into) all the fun dirty (but not too dirty) things they are into. On any given day I talk to a caller who desperately wants to have his grandmother fuck him with a 10" strap on, to another who wants me to walk through dog shit in highheel boots and force him to lick it off while I laugh at him to a caller who wants me to pee in his mouth and then kick him in the head. And everyone else in between. So when a call has just begun, and the caller slyly asks me if I'm a naughty girl, I can safely and confidently say 'yes.' When they ask just how naughty am I, I can usually answer in coy vague terms. When they come out and ask me to describe the filthiest, naughtiest thing I've ever done - well now they've done it. Their idea of sexy naughty limits is me having a threesome with my college room mate and the janitor of the dorm building, and I overshoot and start talking about grandmas and urine - major turn off.
On the other hand, not saying naughty enough things can cause a similar reaction. Many of these callers want to feel normal about their fetishes and nothing is hotter than someone else suggesting the crazy thing you also find hot. So as these callers are feeling me out, it can be dangerous to undersell too much and answer the naughtiest kinkiest thing ever as 'one time I let my x-girlfriend tie me up and spank me' when they need someone as dirty and kinky as them, who's into wearing gasmasks during sex and shoving wine bottles up each other's asses.
I wish I could just say I'm as dirty as you want me to be, now lets not judge and get to the phone sex already.
On the other hand, not saying naughty enough things can cause a similar reaction. Many of these callers want to feel normal about their fetishes and nothing is hotter than someone else suggesting the crazy thing you also find hot. So as these callers are feeling me out, it can be dangerous to undersell too much and answer the naughtiest kinkiest thing ever as 'one time I let my x-girlfriend tie me up and spank me' when they need someone as dirty and kinky as them, who's into wearing gasmasks during sex and shoving wine bottles up each other's asses.
I wish I could just say I'm as dirty as you want me to be, now lets not judge and get to the phone sex already.
Thursday, November 3, 2011
Family bonding
So, yesterday, I'm 90% sure my father-in-law called the phonesex line I work for. He has a pretty unique name, and a fairly distinctive voice and this guy had both of those qualities. Let's call him 'Shannon'. I did my usual coy answering of the line in my flirty voice and an unnervingly familiar voice boomed back "This is Shannon! Who's this!?" I was so startled I almost dropped the phone. For a brief horrifying second I wondered if I had been confused and mistakenly read the caller ID and just assumed it was the phone sex line when it may have read clearly FAMILY - HUSBANDS DAD. But I gathered my wits and realized this wasn't true, I had even had a whisper message introducing him. I swallowed hard and tried to keep my sexy demeanor in my voice and answered sweetly - 'Hi! I'm May."
Shannon went on to tell me he liked going down on women and wanted to make me cum in his mouth. I was so flustered hearing the same voice I normally hear bellowing 'merry christmas' at the holidays talking dirty to me. I made some noises agreeing and then asked what else he was into. He said we should 69 and he wanted to fuck my mouth. GAH! It's ok, just focus on the job, not on the client. This isn't Shannon the 50 something lovable father-in-law, this is just a dude who sounds JUST like him. The call was short, thankfully, and in the time of 4 minutes we talked about 69ing, fucking my mouth, cumming on my tits, and me pushing him over and fucking him in the ass. We were obviously quite efficient with our time.
I hung up the phone and felt so startled. I wished half heartedly that he had been one of the kind of callers that likes to chat a bit, and share some info - where he was calling from, how old he was, etc. The assumption is the worst, I think at least. Knowing for sure would put me in a different mind set all together. The super frustrating thing is that no one knows I'm doing phone sex, so I couldn't tell my husband when I saw him last night, nor can I tell any of my friends. Even my best friend is totally unaware, but it's one of those bits of news that FEELS so much more substantial than it really is, and it rests on the tip of my tongue constantly.
The upside is that I won't feel compelled to have to get the father in law a Christmas gift this year.
Shannon went on to tell me he liked going down on women and wanted to make me cum in his mouth. I was so flustered hearing the same voice I normally hear bellowing 'merry christmas' at the holidays talking dirty to me. I made some noises agreeing and then asked what else he was into. He said we should 69 and he wanted to fuck my mouth. GAH! It's ok, just focus on the job, not on the client. This isn't Shannon the 50 something lovable father-in-law, this is just a dude who sounds JUST like him. The call was short, thankfully, and in the time of 4 minutes we talked about 69ing, fucking my mouth, cumming on my tits, and me pushing him over and fucking him in the ass. We were obviously quite efficient with our time.
I hung up the phone and felt so startled. I wished half heartedly that he had been one of the kind of callers that likes to chat a bit, and share some info - where he was calling from, how old he was, etc. The assumption is the worst, I think at least. Knowing for sure would put me in a different mind set all together. The super frustrating thing is that no one knows I'm doing phone sex, so I couldn't tell my husband when I saw him last night, nor can I tell any of my friends. Even my best friend is totally unaware, but it's one of those bits of news that FEELS so much more substantial than it really is, and it rests on the tip of my tongue constantly.
The upside is that I won't feel compelled to have to get the father in law a Christmas gift this year.
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